No man is an island, nor should we be... least of all artists.

Your words touch my heart and ignite inspiration.
Your thoughts blossom forth in my mind.
Your vision gives birth within me.
You create my creativity.

My art grows from your planting.
A picture takes form in the air.
Paint, graphite, ink and chalk,
Weave their magic between us.

Our sharing brings forth greatness.
Our souls touch and entwine.
Our vision reaches out to others.
Our hearts make other hearts race.

Your words, my pen, his dreaming.
The world spins together as one.
We all are a woven tapestry.
Your pain in my heart gives her birth.

Life is a constant reminder.
Not one of us exists in a void.
Dream for me and give inspiration.
Let me paint your words on a stone.